like there's nothin' to lose

The woman called boldly, confidently that she was looking for adventure. Sparrow glanced around at the mucky, swollen ground doubtfully. "That adventure beyond the grave? Cause that's where hangin' in a place like this too long leads ya." She looked over the blonde and regarded her with something the opposite of how she regarded the swamp just seconds earlier. "Where'ya from, sunshine? Cause I'm guessing you're new if this is your idea of a good time." Sparrow squelched her way over to the other woman somewhat disdainfully. She liked mud and all, this was different, this was muck. When she made it over to the woman, she gave a curt bow of her head. "Sparrow, King of the Pirates," she said. "And you, swamp queen?"